
24/03/2024
Blossom and New beginnings
The thing about new beginnings or fresh starts is they don’t exist - not really. Spring is not a new beginning. its an evolution - a long sweet blossomy out breath of an inevitable season - it is rhythmic punctuation .
Perhaps Nothing is ever really a new beginning. Perhaps fresh starts instead , with honesty , are like spring ; infused with fresh determination, a recycling - an integration of old materials with new. a rebuild of past moments, scratched certainties, lost loves, broken ideologies
all taken with us as we step forwards with courage.
Spring is a return . Spring is an opportunity to recycle to be resourceful with our pain and joy and wounds. Spring reminds us to plant and reminds us with blossom showers not to hold too tightly.
Spring- a warrior woman in a pale pink dress reminds us to expect changes and shifts in who stays and who goes, what remains and what evolves when life does its thing and gets messy.in all its its complex brutal organised fullness .
Perhaps
theres no such thing as new beginnings but instead perhaps moments to marvel in the blossom and look up through the branches.. What will fall away? Be planted , repurposed .
Can we celebrate spring aa a checkpoint of new awareness ?